Until we accept the fact that life itself is founded in mystery$$$ we shall learn nothing.
Destiny is what you are supposed to do in life. Fate is what kicks you in the ass to make you do it.
Conscience is the inner voice that warns us somebody may be looking.
You'll never find a better sparring partner than adversity.
He wanted a father$$$ and for the same reason$$$ he wanted to be a father.
It is better to be unhappy in love than unhappy in marriage$$$ but some people manage to be both.
The proletarians have nothing to loose but their chains. They have a world to win.
Once you've accepted your flaws$$$ no one can use them against you.
How ridiculous and how strange to be surprised at anything which happens in life.
The soul becomes dyed with the colour of its thoughts.